How did we get here?

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( blasian ^ )

Flashback

" Sean get the fuck out my house " I heard my momma screaming.

" I pay bills and haft rent too bitch " my daddy yelled back.

I heard glass and things getting thrown around and my momma screaming.

" your hurting me & my son bitch , let me go " momma kept yelling.

I remember her being pregnant.

" that bitch ass baby ain't mine anyway "

I got out of my bed and walked out the room.

6 year old me was curious & nosey.

I seen my daddy choking my mom. I didn't Know how to react.

Momma got out of his grip and went to grab something black and pocket sized.

" you gone shoot me in my house with my daughter in here " my daddy said in a low voice.

" you hurt me way too much Sean. Your always so close to killing me and I'm tired of this shit . " my momma took it off safety.

When she looked away daddy smacked it out her hand and it came flying over to me.

They both looked my way and all I remembered was my daddy yelling at me chocking momma out.

I picked the black thing up and was just looking at it.

" bring it to momma baby. " my mom said with tears in her eyes as she turned pale.

I start walking over to them

Daddy dropped momma and came speeding my way tackling me.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

I was on the floor on the side of a blood puddle but I didn't feel nothing and Daddy wasn't bleeding.

It was momma

My dad was going crazy

I ran over to momma

" mommy are you okay " I said with tears filling my face

" mommas fine baby " she said holding her chest and leg that had blood coming out.

" promise me whatever happens your gonna be good blay ok baby. Mommy loves you "

She said crying as her voice got lower

Daddy came and huddled over her

" don't leave me here baby you gonna be ok we got a whole life ahead of us , remember the weeding we planned Asia " daddy said crying

" blayblay mommy love you , remember you never needed anyone you got a mind of your own , do anything you have to do to make it baby "

She said hissing in pain

" I lov- "

Flashback over

I jumped up out of my sleep breathing hard.

I hated having dreams about my mom death

It was the same thing over and over , it's like every time I dream of the situation the more I remember what happened.

It was my fault my momma was gone. If I would've just minded my business and stood in my room maybe she'll still be here. And my lil brother.

My life been pain growing up without a mom and dad figure. I was staying my grandma until she gave up on me. She stopped taking her meds and passed away. Everybody I loved just up and left me.

The day momma died my daddy got locked up. They was asking me questions and ig I gave them reasons to lock him up.

My granny left me this house. I stay in Chicago Illinois born and raised.

Herbo , and the rest of the nolimit crew was the only people I had left. I grew up around them.

Them my peoples my brothas my dawgs.

I reminisce a lot. I miss my momma ! I see my friends with they mom and wished mine was atleast still here to see me in my teens so we can go out and do girl things.

Too bad I was raised by my granny. She wasn't really the type to go out. We stopped going out when I turned 10. Then I met herbo nem.

Grew up to nigga ways

Talked like one , sometime dress like one. I got my girl ways tho.

I just broke outta my tomboy ways last year

I guess you can say I'm still learning

But being a girl don't stop me from walking around with my glocked tucked even if I had to tuck that mf in my panties. I was gone have it on me no matter what.

I spend every single one of my birthdays at my momma grave.

Ion talk to my daddy ever since my momma passed.

Why would I wanna talk to somebody who used to beat my momma.
He still write me tho I just never open the letters or write em back.

You can say I was on my own.

My cousin Karma and auntie Lala comes out here every once in a while they stay in Atlanta.

Other than that my circle small.

Ion got much family.

My cousin Karma was similar to me. Except she grew up with both her momma and daddy.

She grew up around money.

I gotta get that shit on my own.

She be doing the same sometime.

When my granny passed she left me a whole lot of money.

I graduated high school too by the way. That just ain't exciting because wasn't nobody there to watch me walk the stage.

I been locked up once for a year.

Armed robbery. The " hg " snitched me out.

But I'm good thou. Taught me a lesson.

Anyway I'm Blasian Monique , I'm 17. I'm black & Chinese . As I said born and raised in Chicago Illinois. I lost my momma, daddy, brother , & granny. I'm known as " the pretty criminal ". Ion give a fuck tho. People don't really excite me. Ion fw nobody. Ion trust not a soul but the no limits and my cousin & auntie.

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